petition to make young adult authors stop writing about girls whose lives change when they meet a boy
When she saw him time slowed to a stop. He was so perfect and she knew her life would never be the same because she had finally found him. The one. The first boy she would ever kill.
So I’m still alive, which is saying something at this point.
Gotta start rebuilding my life, making up to those I love (*cough* joeysacasm *cough*), and just being a better person in general. So yea. Here goes everything.